A/N:

This is my first fan fiction ever so . . . it's probably REALLY bad. I just couldn't resist not sharing this thought I had in class the other day so I decided to write it on here.

Disclaimer: Pretty much all of this is the work of the wonderful J.K Rowling. The characters, and all of the italic writing. In this chapter only some of the plot is mine too . . . Next chapter it will be more original though, I promise! I just had to do quite a bit of copying to set the scene. Without further ado, on with the story!

Only one pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.

'Come on, you can do better than that!' he yelled, his voice echoing around the cavernous room.

The second jet of light hit him squarely on the chest.

The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock.

Harry released Neville, though he was unaware of doing so. He was jumping down the steps again, pulling out his wand, as Dumbledore, too, turned towards the dais.

It seemed to take Sirius an age to tall: his body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backwards through the ragged veil hanging from the arch.

Harry saw the look of mingled fear and surprise on his godfathers wasted, once-handsome face as he fell through the ancient doorway and disappeared behind the veil, which fluttered for a moment as though in a high wind, then fell back into place.

Harry heard Bellatrix Lestrange's triumphant scream, but knew it meant nothing - Sirius had only just fallen through the archway, he would reappear from the other side any second . . .

But Sirius did not reappear.

'SIRIUS!' Harry yelled. 'SIRIUS!'

He had reached the floor, his breath coming in searing gasps. Sirius must be just behind the curtain, he, Harry, would pull him back out . . .

But as he reached the ground and sprinted towards the dais, Lupin grabbed Harry around the chest, holding him back.

Harry started to cry. Silently the tears rolled down his face as he struggled to free himself of Lupin's strong hold. Until Remus let go. Harry started to run towards the veil when he realised why he let go and saw Remus' shocked face. Harry stopped in his tracks and stared in bewilderment. He stared at his father.

Everything stopped and went silent. James looked around, confused, until he came back to his senses. 'Lily! We've got to save Lily! Harry too! Quickly! How far away are we?' Everyone remained silent. 'COME ON! We have got to save her!' He yelled. ' Remus! Come quick . . . Remus? Why do you look so . . . Who is that . . .'

'James.' Remus started, ' I'm afraid that we can't help Lily . . . She . . . She died. Fourteen years ago.'

'What do you mean? She can't have, I don't know how I survived the killing curse but Lily is alive! I just left the house and she and Harry are upstairs!' James yelled, refusing to believe Remus' words.

Remus walked slowly towards James and looked him straight in the eye, ' James I'm sorry, I really am but she's gone. We can't get her back like what somehow happened to you. I know you don't want to hear this but Lily is . . . Lily is history.' He said with tears glistening in his eyes.

' She . . . she's really gone? And . . . and Harry? ' James croaked.

Remus glanced at Harry and Harry took a step forward and said, ' I survived. ' tears still rolling down his cheeks.

James looked at Harry, surprised, and it was like looking in a mirror, except for the fact the he was 6 years younger, and his eyes, he had Lily's eyes. ' H-Harry? You look a bit different now than you did five minutes- fourteen years ago. ' James let out a strangled chuckle that quickly ended up turning into a short sob. Harry looked up into his Father's eyes and had a strange urge to hug him. Of course, he didn't, although this was his father, he was as good as a stranger to Harry so Harry resisted the urge and kept his feet planted firmly to the ground.

Remus cleared his throat and spoke, 'Really, I hate to interrupt this little moment going on between you two, but we are in a room full of Death Eaters and I think Dumbledore could do with a little help.' He finished.

'There are Death Eaters here?!' James exclaimed, 'You might have wanted to tell me that sooner Moony!' and with that said he sprinted over to help Dumbledore, Harry still staring after him.